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Aayla gasped and let out a hard yelp before laughing loudly.
Ajajj smiled, taking in the warm, soft skin off her firm tummy. Her longnailed index wiggled into her bellybutton during her tickling and teased her even more.
She continued this for several minutes before stopping, teasingly she walked around Aayla.
The Twi’lek Jedi was breathing hard already.
Apparently she was as ticklish as expected.
Ventress grinned, taking in the hints of fear and insecurity that snuck out of her disciplined mind. The Twi’lek hid her feelings well but it was clear that behind the mental barriers, the façade of purity… the Twi’lek knew fear, lust, anxiety, insecurity… .
”Those drugs I gave you” Ajajj said.
“What off them?” Aayla replied trying to put up a strong front against the beautiful but eerie Ajajj.
The blackclad Dark Jedi smiled “It’ll keep you out focus… it’ll make it easier to break you… things will slip out… thoughts, words…. You can’t win” she smiled “Ti has already told me many interesting things… it’ll just be a matter of affirming what she ‘BEGGED’ to tell me after I was through with those big floppy feet of hers” she laughed sadistically.
Aayla felt a shiver.
“Affirm?” Aayla said.
“I must admit… I get a thrill out of this. Revenge on the Jedi… aaaah so satisfying” she said.
Suddenly her index scratched her armpit. Aayla bit her lower lip suppressing laughter.
”Twi’lek females are among the best of slaves” Ajajj said “Your sensitivity and your genetic obedience being one off them…” she taunted.
Aayla hated to be reminded off the fact so many Twi’lek women were sold as slaves… toys.
Ajajj revealed a feather yet again and gently drew it over her Lekku.
Aayla gasped surprised. A small blush appeared on her cheeks.
Ajajj grinned, she knew all too well that this erogenous zone would be easily stimulated.
Continuing it, Aayla began to squirm. The tickling was… blissful, she shivered in delight. Her eyes blurred a bit.
”Like that my dear little Jedi?” she asked.
Aayla gasped. “Ye-ehehesss” she said. Her eyes shot open, had she just said that?
Ajajj smiled “I gave you a large dose… the injection as you see… is quite effective” she whispered in her ear “You’ll love the next part I’m sure… unless you’re going to tell me all I need to know regarding Ogni V?”
Aayla Secura gasped, her gender felt as if it were on fire. Ajajj began to plant little kisses on her lekku with her blackcoloured lips. Aayla closed her eyes. The memories of Shaak Ti and Yun still vividly in her mind, she had… improper thoughts. And surpressed them.
She had to resist… .
“Well?” Ajajj said. Her hand gently sliding down, caressing her inner tigh.
A few quick tickles there made Aayla giggle.
‘God… if only she’d move a bit higher’ Aayla wished.
And indeed, the hand moved upwards… . Slowly heading to… and reaching her bare gender.
Aayla let out another gasp, she tried to arch up.
“You’d like me to grant you some ‘deliverance’? Than tell me little Jedi… what happened during your mission to Ogni V… tell me?” she said softly, she licked her lekku gently.
Aayla was enthralled… and the injection seemed to make her fade away.
Suddenly the face of Quinlan Vos, her old master came to her. He seemed to shake his head.
Her eyes shot open and she spoke calmly and in control, “No… no I won’t Dark Jedi”.
In Ajajj, her anger rose greatly. “FINE” she said. “You know… I do have a confession to make” Ajajj said.
“…” Aayla frowned “About why you want revenge on the Jedi?”.
“No…” she grinned “I do like a pretty pair of feet… male or female… they’re so… ‘Stimulating’” she smiled.
“…” Aayla’s eye shot wide open. The hint was quite clear.
Her cute feet, wiggled a bit nervously as Ajajj moved to the end of the ‘table’.
”I think you caught my drift” Ajajj said. She smiled, looking at the soft blue feet. The soles had a slightly ‘lighter’ colour. Her warm breath danced over her feet. The slender long toes wiggled cutely as Ajajj began to lick her lips.
“This will be soooo much fun my dear. The mighty Aayla Secura… humbled by a little bit of foot tickling”.
“Ajajj… it won’t work. Stop it!” she snapped.
Lady Ventress’s lips curled slightly. This would be so enjoyable.
Slowly her indexes ran across the length off her soles.
Aayla bit her lip, she couldn’t break, she couldn’t give in.
But the sensations lingered. Up and down, up and down. The nails kept running over her sensitive soles.
First a small noise escaped her mouth but as the tickling escalated, Aayla squirmed more and more.
Finally Ventress grinned satisfied as Aayla began to giggle like a little girl.
“Nohohohohohaahahahahaahaha.” She trashed but found no escape.
Soft strokes off the hand, almost affectionate were followed by all out attacks on her defenceless soles.
“Hihihihihih. Stohohohop!” Aayla didn’t make much sense most off the time but she didn’t give in.
“Ogni V…” Ventress said “Ogni V… tell me!” she asked.
”Neheheheheheeeveerrrrr!” Aayla replied. As time went on she started to sweat.
Ventress smiled, running her feather over the cute feet. Across the sensitive arches, the heel and in between the toes. Aayla returned to a steady but constant giggle as the attack on her defenceless soles tempered somewhat.
This she liked more… and brought back ‘memories’.
She closed her eyes, trying to go into meditation. Trying to block it all out but the injection proved too strong.
She had to endure it. The tickling continued but than… a feather reached her sensitive gender.
Sliding inside, she let out a soft “no…”.
Ajajj smiled as the Twi’lek moaned softly.
“Tell me all about Ogni V… tell me” Ventress said. She enjoyed it and thus had decided to play around a bit longer.
Refusing to give her release, the feather left her again after a few minutes, leaving Aayla unsatisfied.
Slowly Aayla felt her desires take over, and her defences falter… she had been trained to deal with torture not… this.
Durge frowned as he looked at Ventress, having come to check on things.
The Dark Jedi female truly seemed to enjoy this.
He watched her lick and slobber over the Twi’lek’s feet. Secura was moaning and begging.
In tears, the Jedi Knight was sweating, exhausted and seeing her gender and rigid nipples, kept near orgasm without release for ages now.
He frowned. If it had been up to him he’d been more ‘forceful’. But it worked.
His methods were better but it was true… the shock therapy on Yun had not been all that effective. It had angered him instead of breaking him. And as Ventress had said… the male Jedi had a lot of Darkside potential.
It had strengthened him.
But in the end he had given in too. 5 hours with three injections and not even raw Darkside power could keep him going. After all… he was no Sith nor a highly trained superwarrior.
He was… a Jedi.
Still… it had been a fun duel. He secretly hoped the young fool would escape and than he had an excuse for a good fight to the finish.
“Leave!” Ventress snapped.
‘She noticed me?’ he said than reprimanded himself, the Darksider had a strange ‘sense’ like many force users.
”As you wish” the armoured hunter said and he left again. He had things to do anyway. And frankly he no longer felt like bickering with the foolish pupil of Dooku.
As she felt Durge leave, Ajajj smiled “Thank you for telling me little Jedi” she said as she nibbled Aayla’s big toe a final time. A last giggle escaped Aayla’s lips.
A caress over her right sole, made the young Jedi Knight’s foot twitch.
Ventress leaned forth towards Aayla’s gender.
An explosion of sensation made Secura yell out in blissful pleasure… .
Ventress veered up. “I think I’ll have a lot off fun with all off you… before deal with you three ‘permanently’.” She chuckled evilly “But first I must inform my Master…” she said “Besides, maybe he has plans for you three”.
Aayla didn’t bother to respond. She needed to rest, to rest and find peace with herself for all she had felt and done… .
Kor’bayn Ronar sat behind the controls off the Nightraid. Heading towards the unnamed Jungleplanet, he had an appointment with Lady Ventress and her destructive bodyguard Durge.
Though her ‘attentions’ flattered him, the experienced Bounty Hunter also felt a bit ‘uneasy’ as she looked at him. She always seemed to act a bit unusual around him.
He looked at the readings. Clad in his crimson armour, face hidden by a blackvizored helmet, he leaned back.
He had sent a warning to Durge. The Jedi, as expected would come and cause trouble. He had delayed the investigation but apparently his ‘interventions’ had not been enough. Two Jedi had interfered… . Vos and Swan. On the plus side, Vos was involved in the incident Dooku needed information on, but on the downside… Vos was powerful indeed and could track them down once he caught wind off the general area where to look.
He was confident that the Jedi would be arriving there soon. Quinlan Vos after all had the reputation off a man who knew his way around the galaxy, gathering information and tracking down people.
Kor’bayn looked at the scanner. If things got out of hand, he’d have to deal with it himself. As Durge and Ventress had made it quite clear that there was no need for needless ‘concern’.
Luckily Dooku had listened to him at least. He let his gloved hands dance over the controls, checking the weaponsystems. If the Jedi found the base, the Republic would come and than he had to make sure that Ventress and the prisoners escaped and that no evidence would remain.
He had just what was needed for it. He looked at a little box next to him and patted it.
“No memories, no existence” he chuckled. The famous hunter said. He would soon leave hyperspace and than…
Bultar Swan, ran a hand through her black hair.
“So this is the place huh Master Vos?” she said.
Master Vos, wore his typical upperbody armour, seated behind the controls, he sighed “Not now Bultar, I’m trying to avoid the perimeter sensors” he said guiding the ship past them stealthily.
He looked at the planet below. “I do hope Yun is alright” she said “And Aayla and the others also off course”.
“Off course…” Vos said dryly, but he had trouble suppressing a small smile.
Frankly he was most off all worried about Aayla, his former padawan. He just hoped they were all alright.
If not for his ‘bond’ with Secura, the tracking would have taken a lot longer. This mission had indeed gone very bad indeed.
”Meditate and gain focus. Worrying will not help you further” he said “Prepare yourself as this will not be easy”.
Indeed the planet below seemed to hide an infrastructure. In orbit, a large battlecruiser was visible.
He wondered what these ‘pirates’, if they were indeed ‘pirates’ were doing here? Was this their hideout? Were there resources on this deserted jungleworld?
It was quite out of the way.
And the weapons they had used during the attack, the type vessel they had as a mothership, the patrolling fighters, it was all state of the art. These were no ‘mere pirates’ but either among the most wealthy of their type or professional soldiers, possibly off a big conglomerate or other organisation.
He was glad that he had managed to slip behind the nearby moon undetected. But in half an hour or so, he was sure he would be detected. He had already let out a coded encryption to the Republic Forces on standby.
“Master?” Bultar said.
“What is it Bultar?” he said.
“I think we have a problem…” she pointed at the radar.
“Great… just great” he said. A squadron off Scorpio Class fighters had broken off and were headed towards the moon.
Ever since moving, Yun had been left alone. Except for one ‘session’ with Ventress that had been most humiliating. He had never thought he’d be able to be broken. Guess he was wrong… very wrong.
Now on some backwater planet, there was little hope off escape. After all how could they be found, let alone anytime soon.
Naked, he hung to a steel table. His body showed a few minor bruises, scratches and wounds. But all in all, the torture had left little ‘marks’. When they wanted to dish out pain they seemed to prefer a mix of injections and electric shocks. That and the Dark Jedi had an unhealthy obsession with tickling him and ‘playing’ with him. She was a twisted one. Though he had to admit, in a very twisted way, some of the images she had shown him had secretly aroused him. But he had buried such thoughts deeply. His fellow Jedi had been tortured… there should not be a single thing good about that and their nudity was not to create such thoughts with him. Than again… who cared. He thought what he wished. He was human after all, as long as he didn’t act on such thoughts.
If the Order allowed attachment and love, at least than life would be a lot easier.
Bultar and he wouldn’t be so ‘limited’ in their bond than.
He looked around. Bariss lay naked on a bed, chained down. She was completely knocked out it seemed.
The door opened. And several guards entered.
“Take the female to the tortureroom than go get the redskinned one from the other cell” one of them said.
They wore a uniform but seeing their looks and the tidiness of their outfit, these were not off the elite troopers he had seen onboard the huge battle barge.
“I’m going to give this one another injection, it’s been a while” he said.
“Alright. Meanwhile we’ll feed the yellowskinned Jedi” one of them said.
Dragging the beautiful Bariss away, Yun smiled.
“What are you laughing at?” he said.
“You’re going to free me…” he said.
“I think not. Without your…” suddenly his mind blanked.
”You will release me” Yun said. The few moments he had been injectionfree he had always used to focus his mind.
He’d been saving his strength.
“Release me” he said reaching out with the force. Irritated, his anger got a bit looser and he felt his control over the punyminded soldier increase. “Will do...” the other said staring blankly.
Releasing Yun, the Jedi fell onto the floor. Weakened he took a deep breath. He still felt ‘queezy’.
“Eugh what happened?” the man murmured staring at the chains, holding nobody.
Yun had to act quickly, He punched the man and than slammed him into the wall with a forcepush.
He frowned. He felt drained as if the force had trouble listening to him.
But ‘letting go’, he had noticed allowed him to get that little bit ‘extra’ he needed.
Taking the man’s blaster, he looked around, no clothing.
He than looked at the fallen soldier. He smiled, yes there was.
Changing attire, his mind raced to the recent events. He so wished he could make Ventress pay.
The uniform suited him badly. But at least he would not be naked and he wouldn’t look that strange, leaving the room, he looked around. He had to go free Luminari first.
He reached out with the Force, yet again the Force seemed weak in him. Exhaustion and lack of nourishment, maybe even the aftereffect off all those drugs kept making things hard for him.
He could feel her once he ‘let go’ again.
Yes… there she was. The alien Jedi Master was weak though. She had been ‘toyed with’ a lot longer after all.
Slowly he headed her way. Save her and than his friend Aayla, Bariss and his Master wherever they were.
He also needed a plan.
No more than just a plan, he also needed ‘revenge’.
Hand resting on his holster, he moved forth cautiously and disappeared deep in the Fortress.
TO BE CONTINUED